It started out as any other day. Me feeling like a goddamn mindless zombie. God, I hate this. this feeling of knowing your programed to do the same thing over and over again. This feeling of knowing you can't think or feel for yourself. This feeling, this feeling of knowing your a freak, a defect, a disgrace of society. This feeling of knowing barely anyone wants you alive. And this feeling of knowing that your mother has to work her ass off just to pay for your medical bills, while trying to find money to support for you, your seven year old sister, and herself. Or maybe knowing you can't help because no one wants to hire a mentally disturbed 15 year old kid that wears dark clothing and has dark hair. Maybe, just maybe its the feeling you will never be popular because your a freak of nature. Yup, that's the one.
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Hope you guys like this story. It's something I'll write when I'm board in class or a home
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Freak
General FictionBlake Mathwells is like any other kid, his dad left him his mom has to over work herself to provide for her two children. but he's different, he hears voices he sees thing. some people just call him a weak freak of nature, that know one loves him. b...
